The old woman was busy in the kitchen. She was a little surprised when she saw Chen Ping'an. A gentleman is far away from the kitchen. This is the teaching of the sage. Although there is also a saying that he will never tire of fine food and never tire of fine food, it does not mean that gentlemen and sages will do it themselves.
Cook. However, the old woman quickly felt relieved. The young man in front of her traveled far and wide, eating and sleeping in the open air. Moreover, he did not look like a child from a scholarly family. However, the old woman really didn’t think Chen Pingan could be of much help, so she asked him to help with some cooking.
Chen Pingan did the work of choosing vegetables and kept an eye on the heat of the stew. Chen Pingan did not insist on anything and just helped with the chores. Finally, in the warm kitchen, the chopping board made the crisp sound of an old woman chopping vegetables skillfully. Chen Pingan sat down.
Peeling spring bamboo shoots on a small bench brings with it a fresh herbal aroma.
The old woman asked casually: "Mr. Chen, what's wrong with your left hand?"
Chen Ping'an glanced at his left hand, which was wrapped with cotton, and said with a smile: "I accidentally fell, it's okay."
It was rare for the old woman to have someone to chat with her, so she smiled and said: "It was raining and the ground was slippery, so the young master was injured. Our house is already a few years old. We were in a difficult situation where tigers and wolves were looking at us before. We didn't dare to show it off.
I repaired the cracks in the courtyard walls and rarely hung lanterns at night. For so many years, I didn’t dare to ask bricklayers to come over for fear of scaring the people. I did it all randomly. Of course, my craftsmanship was very poor. There were many bluestone floor tiles with lots of holes.
, it’s not even flat. If this was in a big house in a big city, not only it would be an eyesore to my own family, but if other family members saw it, they would be laughed to death. There would definitely be gossips and unpleasant words behind my back.
It will happen. Fortunately, the master and his wife never care about this. This is my blessing."
The old woman's tone was gentle, like still water running deep. Hundreds of years of joy, anger, sorrow, joy and sorrow have all settled in her heart.
This is my blessing.
This should be the final conclusion of the old woman's life.
Chen Pingan said softly: "It is also a blessing for the couple to have an old lady in the house who is busy with you."
The old woman was stunned for a moment, then turned around with a smile and joked: "You kid, you look like a simple and honest person, how can you be so good at talking?"
Chen Ping'an had already put all the peeled spring bamboo shoots in a clean bamboo basket, raised his head and said, "Old lady, I'm telling the truth."
The old woman looked at the young man's clear and lively eyes, hummed, turned around, with a bigger smile on her face, and said casually: "Mr. Chen, is there a girl you like? Our Caiyi Country Rouge
The women in the county are famous for their good looks. If you are not in a hurry, you can go there to visit temple fairs and so on. Maybe you will have a good marriage. Besides, young master, although your martial arts level is not high, you can
Rouge County, a small place with no righteous gods and no immortals, is really not bad. If you are willing to take root here, you can become a general, captain or something, which is more than enough. When the time comes, you can marry a lady from a scholarly family.
It’s pretty good too.”
Chen Ping'an was a little shy, hesitant to talk about this topic.
The old woman turned her head, glanced at the young man with quite delicate features, smiled knowingly, and said softly: "I know, Mr. Chen must have a girl he loves."
Chen Pingan held it in for a long time and asked with a blushing face: "Old lady, if the girl I like once asked me if I like her, I said I didn't like her, but now I go to find her and tell her that I like her.
, do you think she will think I am a liar?"
"Mr. Chen, what you said is really convoluted."
The old woman couldn't help but laugh out loud. She sat on the small stool next to the stove and asked with a smile: "Then why didn't you say you liked her at that time? You were timid and embarrassed? You still feel like nodding and saying yes, you will."
You lost face in front of the girl, so you deliberately acted like a hero?"
Chen Ping'an thought about it confidently and seriously, and gave a sincere answer, "I'm stupid."
The old woman was really amused now, and her whole old face softened with a smile, "I think the girl you like will not be angry. If a girl is liked by someone, and that person likes her, she will do it.
Cleanliness is a beautiful thing no matter what."
Chen Ping'an was a little troubled and brought a bamboo basket of spring bamboo shoots to the stove, "But that girl told me that she only likes the Great Sword Fairy..."
The old woman held back her laughter, "Hey, that's really hard for you. The Great Sword Immortal should be an immortal in the sixth realm. How talented my young master is. He once practiced in a lofty cave heaven paradise like Shen Gaozong, but he has never been among the gods.
In the fifth realm, reaching the legendary Dongfu realm, Mr. Chen, your mother-in-law gives you a suggestion. You should discuss it with the girl to see if you can't change the request of the Great Sword Immortal into a Little Sword Immortal, an ordinary sword immortal? For example, Dongfu
The realm is too high, how about the four realms and the five realms? You must know that among sword cultivators in the world, no matter how low the realm is, they are still very popular. The four realms and the five realms are already amazing."
Chen Pingan was about to speak but stopped.
Miss Ning’s so-called Great Sword Immortal must be at least in the twelfth realm!
Even if Ning Yao Zhen is easy to negotiate and agrees to let him go down, he will probably still have to be in the realm of swordsman like Fengxue Temple Wei and Jin Dynasty, right?
Chen Pingan sighed and suddenly reminded: "Mother-in-law, the food is ready."
The old woman quickly stood up, opened the lid of the pot, and soon a dish of delicacies and game with full color, aroma and flavor was put on the dish. She asked Chen Ping'an to take the plate of food and drinks and send it to the main hall of the third courtyard, and asked him to finish it.
There is no need to come back for this dish, just eat food and drink there, and then she will come to serve the food and wine. Chen Pingan ran away and ran back again. Seeing the old woman pretending to be angry, Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Old woman
, I came to get the wine, and I said hello to Mr. Yang, and he promised to give me wine..."
Having said this, Chen Ping'an took off the wine gourd, shook it, and said with a bright smile: "As long as it's full."
The old woman took out a wine spoon from an old red-painted cabinet, then pointed to several large wine jars on the wall with a smile, "Move an unopened jar over, and there is a jar next to it that has its mud seal opened, and there are still some leftovers.
You can put half a jar of home-brewed local shochu in a wine gourd, it will be enough."
Then the old woman ignored the young man squatting in the corner and poured wine into the gourd, and went about cooking. Finally, Chen Ping'an said hello and left the kitchen with a jar of wine.
The old woman smiled and turned around to look. The scarlet wine gourd on the boy's waist looked ordinary and unremarkable. Is this kid an alcoholic at a young age?
I don’t know if after meeting the girl I like, I will turn into a gourd of wedding wine or a heart-breaking wine.
But of course the old woman still hopes that the young man will get his wish and become the master's wife like the young master.
The main room after entering the courtyard is a pleasant place.
The host and hostess of the ancient house, the ghost ghost Yang Huang and the tree enchantress named Yingying, sit on the left hand side. The bearded swordsman is invited to take the seat. Xu Yuanxia is a generous person and is too lazy to shirk. The Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng sits on the right.
After Chen Pingan brought the food and wine, he started to drink freely. The female ghost became a little funny. The extremely long tree roots spread like ivy from the side of the embroidery building and went around the door into the main hall. In order not to spoil the fun, she also deliberately brought
Wearing a thick veil to cover up her appearance.
The bearded swordsman had previously asked if there was any immortal magic that could help the poor woman regain her appearance. Yang Huang smiled bitterly and shook his head. He did not hide the truth and explained the reason in detail. It turned out to be related to Shen Gaozong.
Qing Ci Bao Gao, a heretical formation secret technique, and the wood core of the ancient elm country's ancestral elm tree are extremely messy and messy. The most important thing is that the ancient house formation and the ancient elm wood core are integrated and cannot be moved.
The landscape and atmosphere of hundreds of miles around this place were originally a mass grave. Two hundred years ago, Caiyi Kingdom encountered a terrible plague. Hundreds of thousands of people fell ill and died suddenly. Most of them were buried indiscriminately here in Rouge County. Caiyi Kingdom of all dynasties
The emperor of the country wanted to change the feng shui of this place, but even a Taoist immortal who was in the sea-viewing realm traveled through the Caiyi Kingdom and was summoned by the emperor to visit this place in person. Many arrangements, including two Luotian Dajiao, cost nearly a hundred years.
Ten thousand taels of silver, but unfortunately after a few years of recovery, it returned to a miserable scene of miasma and wandering ghosts, which even the gods were helpless to do.
The roots are still based on the Feng Shui of this place. It is not only a life-saving medicine for the female ghost, but it is also like drinking poison to quench her thirst. One day, she will fall into evil spirits. This point is pointed out by the evil ghost Yang Huang, and the female ghost is also calm. It turns out that the couple
The two of them had made an agreement long ago, and when that day came, they would both commit suicide to avoid harming the people of either side.
In fact, the core of the ancient elm wood is naturally clean, but he was anxious to retain the soul of the female ghost Yingying, and the subsequent emergency medical treatment caused her soul to deteriorate step by step. If he could continue to absorb the pure spirit of heaven and earth,
In fact, she is expected to regain her spirituality and even feed the local luck, becoming an existence similar to the Mountain God of the Yin Temple. However, due to the relationship between the ancient elm trees, her nature as a deity must be completely different from that of Qin. She is a blessing, but the Mountain God surnamed Qin only
It can corrupt the landscape.
In the end, Yang Huang said with an open-minded smile that in thirty years at most, this house would be empty of people, wine and vegetables, so he hoped that the three of them, including Xu Yuanxia, ​​would better come here more before then, so that they could still have someone.
The clean bedding in the side room can be used as a resting place, where we can have a great time chatting away from each other like we did tonight.
The bearded swordsman and the Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng were speechless when it came to the huge destiny of hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers in one place. They really couldn't come up with any effective method, because only the tenth level Qi practitioners were qualified to deal with it.
It is an unwritten rule that the ten realms can be called saints. It was first used as a compliment by the secular dynasty, because the gods in the fifth realm are too rare, but the monks in the ten realms need to firmly occupy the blessed land of cave heaven, which is full of spiritual energy. It takes a long time.
He spent time accumulating cultivation, facing walls and breaking through realms, and occasionally fighting and dealing with emperors and generals at the foot of the mountain. Therefore, Confucian saints, Taoist land gods, and Buddhist golden-bodied arhats are all commonly known as this.
It’s true that Chen Pingan likes to drink now, but he doesn’t drink too much every time. The bearded swordsman has a big bowl of wine and eats large pieces of meat. Taoist Zhang Shanfeng’s drinking capacity is not as good as Chen Pingan’s, but he is thin-skinned and is criticized.
After Yang Huang and Xu Yuanxia persuaded him, they drank half of the bowl in one gulp, so that Chen Ping'an only dared to pour him a little soju at a time. Even so, the young Taoist priest carrying the peach wood sword was still swaying and his face was red.
, my voice became much louder, and I was very happy to chat with the bearded man about my experiences in the world, and to talk about poetry with Yang Huang, a charlatan who was born in a noble family.
The old woman would bring a plate of dishes every now and then. When she saw that the jar of wine was empty, she would bring another jar over.
The guests of honor enjoyed themselves.
When the second jar of wine was about to bottom out, a cry suddenly sounded, "Brother Chu, brother Chu! Where have you been? Don't leave me here alone!"
Soon there was another cry, "Little Taoist priest, surnamed Chen, why are you missing? Could it be that you were caught and eaten by evil spirits? No, the monsters in the house, if you want to eat people, just eat them together."
Ah, don’t end up eating me alone..."
The old woman was bringing a plate of food and was going to appease the official son named Liu and explain the reason.
Chen Pingan quickly got up and said that he would go. The old woman was right. If she went, the poor scholar would probably faint from fear.
When the scholar surnamed Liu was pulled into the third courtyard by Chen Pingan, his legs were trembling and his lips were livid. After seeing the bearded swordsman, he felt slightly better. However, when he saw the terrifying tree roots that surrounded the main hall at the back door, his eyes
As soon as he turned over, he almost fainted, but Chen Pingan held his arm harder, and he immediately woke up from the pain. The scholar complained with a sad face: "Just let me faint."
Chen Ping'an said angrily: "If it doesn't work, just drink to strengthen your courage. If you get drunk and fall down, you should have this little courage, right?"
To be continued...